06 April, 2013

salmonella of the mind

today i woke up nice and early and set off on great cerebral adventures. i had 3 projects/thingies on the go, which makes for a truly ADHD experience: at one point i had 4 PDF files open, word, photoshop, 3 indesign, and 4 illustrator files (yes, dear poultries, i've become a full on adobe whore) as well as approximately 7 different websites. there came a point sometime around 6:59 that i realised i was doing nobody any favours and should call it a night.

because my mother's been making less-than-subtle comments on facebook regarding my evening diet of  chocolate peanut butter ice cream (haagen dazs, i'm looking at you), i decided to have a salad, which is, like, you know, healthy and shit, poured myself a glass of wine and decided to watch tv.

sadly, my fabulous roommate decided to visit his parents this weekend and left me all alone while he went off gallivanting (wait, visiting elderly parents is likely not really gallivanting, is it? but still!). the problem, you see, other than missing his wit and all, is that i spent all fucking day at the dining room table, etching the curves of my still-admittedly-not-half-bad buttocks into the firmly wooden dining room chair, and if i was gonna go and watch me some nice relaxing telly, i'd have to remain in this position for a while longer. but why, quoth you, when in the basement there is a huge flat screen television, comfy recliners with cup holders and blankets and shit? well, darlings, because when no less than 4 remotes are required to turn on said television it is simply beyond me. yes, things are at the point where i cannot turn on the television by myself. even mister monkey, when he visited, took a good 15 minutes to figure this shit out, and he's a bloody engineer! what is wrong with our world that turning on a telly requires a PhD in astrophysics, huh?

so yes, here i am, still etching my ass cheeks into the oaken seat that has cradled them gently since roughly 8 this morning. 2 weeks and i am off to new york city for a much needed bit of r'n'r, but we can't think about that yet. it's all baby steps from here on, my darlings, but if i were to have a moment of madness and take a big fat wide angle goggle, i'd say, fuck! i'm almost half-way done this crazy adventure, and lo, it has been GRAND!

edit. note: i decided to be wild and watch my shows on the couch! my ass doesn't know what hit it!

1 comment:

puncturedbicycle said...

Ooh lovely! New York is tricky for a restful holiday though. Much better for bad behaviour! (I will be in that vicinity too, around the same time in fact, but on my way south for some proper eating-myself-into-a-stupor downtime.) Enjoy!